After the departure of King Qi, this strong sense of oppression suddenly disappeared (Chapter 74 of the Last King). Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Luo Ruxian also took this opportunity to take a breath.

"What kind of job did my boss arrange for me......" Luo Ruxian said to himself with a wry smile.

Whether it is King Qi or Taishi, they are all existences that he cannot touch at the moment.

Taishi's strength may be due to his talent, his master, and the hatred he has accumulated is deep enough. But the strength of King Qi is definitely steady and steady, step by step.

As early as his early twenties, he had always had the reputation of being invincible in the world, and then punched and kicked all the way, and won the title of the first person under Li Xian.

He was twenty-one years old at the time.

No one doubts his talent, being able to have such deep internal strength at such a young age, as well as such strong external skills, is definitely not something ordinary people can do.

His legend has been written into books and is even available in the bookstore downstairs. All achievements can be traced, but he can't replicate his success, which makes people sigh.

"Senior brother! I am back! Just when Luo Ruxian sighed, a voice pulled his thoughts back to reality.

"You're going to buy a lamp and buy it for an afternoon?" It was already sunset in the mountains, and Xia Nan went out at noon after lunch.

"I did something else." Xia Nan rushed into the room with a large bag and a small bag, and then closed the door of the room with his backhand.

Looking at the package she was all over, Luo Ruxian asked, "What about the lamp?" ”

"Whoa." Xia Nan threw an oil lamp at Luo Ruxian. Luo Ruxian hurriedly took the lamp, and then Xia Nan threw the big bag and small bag on his bed, stretching: "Ah, I'm tired." ”

"Lamp ......" Luo Ruxian looked at the lamp in his hand, "Then the lamp is here, tell me what your pile of big bags and small bags are?" ”

"Some clutter ......"

Luo Ruxian's eyes looked at Xia Nan burningly, and Xia Nan turned his head sideways.

"You tell the truth, I won't hit you."

"Oh, isn't the textile industry of the Song Kingdom relatively developed, although the clothes of the Qin State are also good, but the craftsmen of the Qin State now make military uniforms, and there are almost few clothes circulating in the market, and Qin Silk ......is very expensive."

"So you've run out of money?"

"I can't say that, we have to think about the good in everything, we can now sweep away the lazy days before, and we can now go to the rivers and lakes like some chivalrous women and chivalrous people in novels......"

Luo Ruxian didn't speak, just stared at her. Xia Nan also stopped speaking with a weak heart.

"One, we don't have time anymore." Luo Ruxian opened his mouth and said, "The Great Song Dynasty official said that the mausoleum will be opened in three days, and you won't have time to go to the rivers and lakes to perform arts." ”

"And the second?"

"The second is that the money is given by the head, you and I are half of each other, and I gave half of you before." After speaking, Luo Ruxian walked to Xia Nan's side and took out a bunch of money and put it beside her, "This is the lamp money, I can pay the full amount." ”

Have you ever experienced despair? Xia Nan has already experienced it.

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The Great Song Palace.

The life of the Song king was lazy and idle, like a cat of noble blood, ignoring the government and not managing various affairs.

Everyone thinks that the Great Song Dynasty is going to die, but the Great Song Dynasty is still thriving, and the national policy of the Great Song Dynasty does not suppress commerce, nor does it suppress the poor, although corruption is inevitable, but it is not to the point of losing the outrageous conscience.

In fact, if there were no wars, the Great Song Dynasty would be a habitable country.

But everybody knows,

So everyone wants to be able to make an extra profit, and once an army comes over, they can run softly.

It can be said that the entire Great Song Dynasty is like a prosperous vegetable market, where everyone is counting on making money, although it looks extremely prosperous, but there is no cohesion and centripetal force.

But the Song king ignored this, believing that even if the country had a strong centripetal force and cohesion, it was not worthy of competing with any hegemon.

Since they are not qualified, what's the point of fighting around?

Even if an ant dreams that he can turn the whole world upside down, what can he do?

King Song yawned, according to his biological clock, it should have been past noon by now, and in the afternoon he only needed to take a walk in the garden and play chess with his concubines, and the day passed like this.

Ordinary and boring, not at all like a person with authority.

And just as he was about to change the chessboard and take a good rest, an old eunuch walked up.

"Grandpa Chen? It's not time for dinner yet, is it? ”

"Your Majesty, the minion dares to say a word, I hope Your Majesty will not blame." Gonggong Chen's face was not good, it seemed that as soon as this sentence was spoken, King Song was about to burst into flames.

"Then let's not talk about it." King Song looked at his nails, "You bring nail clippers for the widow." ”

“…… Your Majesty's self-cultivation Qi family has done well enough, don't you want a higher realm? ”

King Song stared at Gonggong Chen and did not speak.

"The slave knows that as a slave, you are not qualified to say such things, but you are brought up by me, and the slave does not want you to be infamous by the ages, the slave ......"

"Enough is Father-in-law Chen, the widow knows what the widow is going to do." King Song spoke.

"Do you really know what to do, or do you trust 'that gentleman' too much?" Chen Gonggong was a little surprised after saying these words, he didn't even know why he dared to say such a thing.

He originally intended to rot in his heart and never say anything.

"You know everything!" King Song stood up in an instant, his expression as serious as if he was angry.

"Minions...... One night I heard a conversation between His Majesty and that man. Chen Gong said openly, "Although that person has great powers, if he really has such great ability, why not kill the King of Qi and Prime Minister Jin, if that person really has such great ability, then why do you have to play these tricks, and no matter what, the borrowed power will stop the borrowed one after all, and it will never be able to become one's own." If one day, he has become a great trend, what should we do? I hope Your Majesty will think twice. ”

King Song's face no longer had the graceful calmness of the moment, his face was uncertain, sometimes angry, sometimes panicked.

"Although the slave is only a eunuch, he ......"

"But you are also literate, you know how to memorize manuscripts, you know who is your real master, and you know that the master who can't take you to prosperity is not worth following." King Song slowly walked to Gonggong Chen's side, then stretched out his hand and gently patted Gonggong Chen's shoulder.

Gonggong Chen was silent, his head bowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You don't have to speak, I can know who is directing you behind your back. The frequency of your trembling has already betrayed him, you are panicking, he is panicking, right? King Song smiled, "But don't worry, the spell won't make you suffer any pain." ”

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